Fall in the Midwest, a gorgeous time to be outdoors, and a worry that the crops won't be harvested before it snows. Farmers are headed outside for long days (and sometimes nights) in the combine.
As the humans are heading out, the mice are headed in. Into my house, specifically. I tried posting itty-bitty 'No Trespassing' signs and running a strand of barbed wire around my foundation, but apparently mice can't read. Or won't. I hear them running around inside the walls laughing, which I think is just rude. Do you know how demoralizing it is to be taunted by a mouse? It really gets my goat.
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I'd make a poor cat advocate, but they catch mice and don't bark!
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